The Last Passenger!

I was the only passenger not to get out on the 6.30 flight! Oh so sad :'( Particularly because, it was the last flight that was going to get me to Minneapolis in time to have dinner with my friend. Tragic, huh?

The ladies at the rebooking counter were total stars though. All day, in fact! They've been so sweet and helpful. One, the one I saw most of today, even said (last time I saw her) "I knew you were coming. I've been watching the list, rooting for you!" Yeah, she'd seen me often enough to know my name without having to ask.